Thunder Child carefully set Lind's prone form on his bed. Her sisters were right behind her and they were all 3 of one mind.
They had struggled and lost many friends trying to figure out why they were different. Some demons fell into their way of doing things but Elementals never did. Their cultivation path was so diverse from other races it seemed they were forever alien to others.
Everyone knew that while they could master their new powers and methods by combining intent with various levels of their path derivations had a ceiling. Once that ceiling was reached, all progress stopped.
They could all feel there was another step beyond, but it was beyond them. When the aether children learned they did not need intent at all, or could discard as needed, they hoped to find an answer but they smacked right into the same ceiling.
They could perform more impressive feats, mostly related to speed of execution, yet that was all. The same limit was imposed over them all.
